Personal Narrative: Sam Houston

The weather cleared up and me, along with my entire class and teachers, got to enjoy a beautiful ceremony. Lining up we started to proceed out to the football stadium from the gymnasium, my mind would not stop thinking. I just could not stop remembering what it took for me to get to this day. The stress that I endured studying for the SAT, filling out my applications and most importantly, perfecting my essay. The idea that I was not going to be living in this beautiful town I have spent my life in, brought a flood of emotions. Thoughts of my friends not being by my side next year made me feel as if I was sinking into a deep hole; this place, this town has had so much to offer to me. The past two years that I had spent in this place were the most emotional and exciting times of my life. I knew even though I was not going to be waking up in my familiar place anymore, I would be waking up in what was to become my new familiar place. I knew that even though my friends would not physically be there with me every day, that they would be there when I called them. If it were not for all of the people I have met along the way, I do not think I would have ended up where I am today. It just is a common thought for whenever I get sad about everything ending, I remind myself that there is a new beginning coming and it is going to be amazing. The place that I have spent my whole life

It is not often that you get to wake up to a perfectly painted peach, pink and purple coated sky, witness the feel of a salty sea breeze brush up against your skin or stare out into the atmosphere, trying to figure out at which shade of blue the ocean concludes and where the sky begins. Had this been a few months ago I would be exploring Castle Hill in Budapest, making headway towards the glaciers of Argentine Patagonia or even tasting my way through Greece. But instead, I will pack my bags with a heavy heart to kickoff my expedition to the place that needs me the most. With my ticket in hand, I would board my flight to Houston, Texas.

In seventh grade I was a candidate for Team Cougar Representative. The two weeks we had to campaign were the longest two weeks of my life. I worked so hard making posters and trying to impress everyone to get the maximum amount of votes. I ran against several sweet girls and close friends, which was very stressful and emotional for me. Even though I had fears of losing, I didn’t let anything stop me. While I endeavored this new goal, I realized all the love and support I receive from my family and friends and it’s because of their encouragement that I am where I

I am not from San Antonio. I am not from Texas. I’m from California. Where no one twangs, or drawls, or even says hi to the stranger standing in line at the grocery store. Texas, half way across the U.S and what seems like a whole other country compared to California. It is a completely different place that I could have ever imagined living and calling home. I came to Texas to find myself. I didn’t know that when I came here, but it is what ended up happening.

I grew up in two very different communities, El Paso, Texas and Olney, Maryland. I spent the first ten years of my life in El Paso, which being home to a military base, was a community with strong military support. For the past seven years, I have lived in Olney, Maryland, a small town with families that have known each other for generations. No one really moves to Olney, most families have deeply established roots here, so when I moved to Olney when I was 10, I was very much an outsider. El Paso was fairly limited to El Paso as far as short trips, but in Olney you can be to D.C or Virginia in about an hour; there is always something new to do. Although Olney and El Paso are quite different, they have both instilled a common value in me, take

Ever since I was younger I was full of wonder, which could be argued that it translated to a love of math and science. As I began to mature this wonder would keep me intrigued in learning an created an excitement for school. I started my education in Houston and am excited to continue it at such a great school like Texas Tech and thanks to this scholarship that will be possible.

Throughout my life, I have been through many different things. I have been through struggles and successes. I have been through multiple setbacks and breakthroughs. There is one specific setback, however that is very important to me that I overcame. It was not easy, but I finally did it. This setback took place during the time between when I entered high school and the end of my sophomore year.

As a child dealing with domestic abuse, this is the first time I faced adversity. Later, being abandon by our father, made it difficult for my mother falling on hard times financially, along with raising three children as a single parent. I was the first to graduate from high school out of my immediate family, at this time I was content

Myth & Legend—The Legend of Sam Houston: His True Intentions for Texas - They say everything is bigger in Texas, and that incorporates the legends who produced the state’s freedom. Texas history would ever be finished without covering Sam Houston, standout amongst the most complex and intriguing characters in American history. Since sources give restricted responses to the subject of why Houston came to Texas, various myths have developed with the end goal to clarify Houston’s journey and his activities in the wake of touching base in Mexican Texas. Most of them focus upon Houston’s longing to come to Texas for a new beginning of life. Be that as it may, confirm appears to propose that his bonds to President Andrew Jackson may have

Sam Houston was born on March 2nd, 1793, in Rockbridge County, Virginia. He was the fifth of nine children of Samuel and Elizabeth Paxton Houston. His siblings were named Paxton, Robert, James, John, Sam, Jr., William, Isabella, Mary, and Eliza. After moving to Tennessee, he spent time with the Cherokee’s. He was soon named “The Raven” which the name came from the Cherokee’s. In 1806 Sam Houston's father died at Dennis Callaghan's Tavern. In 1807 Mrs. Elizabeth Houston takes her nine children to a farm on Baker Creek in the state of Tennessee, 10 miles south of Maryville in Blount County

This event came as a shock to most and had Americans worried about their safety. Americans from all over wanted to help the nation in any way they could, whether helping meant physically rescuing someone or giving emotional support. Citizens of the country also learned how to become emotionally stronger. People showed their kindness by helping others out of the towers, donating financially, and counseling the hurt in either their mindset or their physical needs, along with other kind acts. Despite the fact that some acts may have went unnoticed, no act of kindness was too big or too small. Although the United States can never fully recover from this event, Americans have shown there is hope for the country if every person comes together for the common good. 9/11, though a heartbreaking experience, proved how self-less Americans can be in a time of

I was born and raised in the wonderful and populous city of Houston. At first I possessed a young and carefree attitude,but slowly my thoughts started to revolve around the real world in different ways. Not always was I able to get the things I desired due to various circumstances, such as not enough money. This started to pave way to my deeper thoughts about the world, and how I wished to become someone who would take care of my parents. Slowly, I started to witness the problems and worries of my parents concerning monetary issues and so forth. My parents always smile brightly and did not show any signs of pain, because they did not want to worry a small child like me.After witnessing some of their occasional pain, this also hurt me and made

The damage was catastrophic and the town was closed to the public for several days. As soon as the roads were opened, I led a group of my teammates on the football team and contacted our coaches to organize a cleanup crew. The following day, most of the football team helped with relief efforts for several hours. Over the following days I made several more trips to this community to provide aid. Through my involvement, I was able to experience the overwhelming gratification that has come from knowing that I have helped several members of my community that were in dire need. This sense of togetherness has remained with me in everything I do and will continue to affect my actions and community involvement for the rest of my

“Once a Dragon, always a Dragon” is a very common saying in Niles, Ohio. I have lived here my whole life and I can say how true it is. I attend church in Hubbard, Ohio where most of the people there live in either Hubbard or Sharon, Pennsylvania. Even though my sister and I are the only teens in our youth group from Niles, you can still see the dragon spirit radiate through us. We are part of Hubbard but, the dragon is more prominent. I am involved in many clubs, extra curricular activities, and events at my church. My goal when I am at these events is to represent my hometown. I have been involved in many volunteer events ranging from National Honors Society tutoring sessions to babysitting for Future Educators of America. These have helped

During the month we spent living in Tenakee Springs, my family received many thanks for our willingness to join the community and help keep the school alive. It wasn't until later on in my life that I realized how thankful I was for the opportunity to live in such a great place. It made me recognize how much change and impact a single person could have on a whole community and how much in our modern life we take for